So, Austin is a Star Wars junkie. He got R2D2 measuring cups for Christmas. We have Star Wars cookie cutters. Me, not so much.
So Austin told me when this first came out: We have to see this.
I shrugged.
Austin: You don't want to see this? We have to see this in the theater. It's gonna be awesome.
I don't say anything. I figure he'll go with friends or it will come out on DVD or something. Anyhow, I will get out of seeing this movie. Later, one of my friends tells me Emun Elliott has a cameo.
Me: Emun Elliott is
in the new Star Wars movie. We have to go see it at your earliest
convenience.
Austin: I don't want to see it anymore.
Austin: I don't want to see it anymore.
Picture my eyes as lasers.
Austin: I looked
up Emun Elliott's part on the internet. He dies.
Me: You $%&$#.
Me: You $%&$#.
Austin: Do you know
how long this movie is?
Me: Two and a half, two hours forty-five. I'm concerned about my bladder. It's on a schedule.
Austin: I'm sure the theater has facilities.
Me: I'm not going to the bathroom in the middle of the movie. I don't know when Emun Elliott's appearance is gonna be and it's supposed to be minor, I don't want to risk missing--
At this point, I noticed Austin had his head in his hands.
Me: Two and a half, two hours forty-five. I'm concerned about my bladder. It's on a schedule.
Austin: I'm sure the theater has facilities.
Me: I'm not going to the bathroom in the middle of the movie. I don't know when Emun Elliott's appearance is gonna be and it's supposed to be minor, I don't want to risk missing--
At this point, I noticed Austin had his head in his hands.
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